I'm not writing with prejudice, I just know that women with children can relate better than you guys out there. My niece is in the late stages of her pregnancy and to say she's a bit uncomfortable would be a gross understatement. I guess we should look on the bright side as, at least, it's not August. She's still uncomfortable but she's not dying from the heat. How's that for the bright side?
I've been having her on my mind, praying for her and wanted her to know that so I, as they say, put pen to paper, or more accurately say, put fingers to keyboard and sent her this poem last night. If you know someone who's experiencing something similar, you might want to share this with her:
by Patty Lynn
I know you're having quite a time
With baby number two.
The days, they're feeling more like weeks,
The weeks, a month or two.
But pretty soon that miracle,
Your baby will be born.
Who knows, he may come late at night,
Or, maybe, early morn.
But he WILL come, now that's for sure,
To bless your family
With tiny toes and button nose.
Now that I guarantee.
For babies are just glorious
And nothing can compare
To every first, hard to describe...
These blessings of your care.
I may be no spring chicken,
But I can still recall
How my heart leapt, that essence kept
Deep in my soul...enthralled...
With all those memories I hold dear,
Of being this, a mother.
The joy of that, still knocks me flat,
A feeling like none other.
I envy you, this time of life,
So much ahead of you;
Another child to nurture, love,
With God to see you through.
So please accept these simple words.
They come right from my heart.
I pray God bless and keep you both
As you your love impart.
May all your days of waiting be
A great anticipation
As deep within your baby grows,
This child of love's creation.